Tag Archives: Love

Is it too late to say Happy June? Nope. It’s never too late to speak positive things over another person. And, no matter how old you are, it’s never too late to become a part of or be born into a good family. This month’s word/theme is Adopted by God. Father’s Day is this month.

“If Not for You” by Debbie Macomber was given to me by the publisher via NetGalley to review. All opinions are my own. Ballentine Books | ISBN-10: 0553391968 | ISBN-13: 978-0553391961 | March 2017 | $29 | 384 pages “If Not for You” by Debbie Macomber is a love story, family drama and coming of

I admit it. I’m an Oprah junkie. I’m not a member of the Church of Oprah. But, I am a lifelong fan. I often read read books from her book club picks. And, I am often proud that I’ve already read books she suggests. In my head, Oprah and I discuss heroes and heroines,

Have you ever gone back to read what you thought you already knew? I have. For roughly a year and a half, I’ve been revisiting previously read books–including certain passages of the Bible. Over the past week, something, likely the Holy Spirit, compelled me to read about the Fruits of the Spirit. I couldn’t remember

“for though the righteous fall seven times, they rise again” – Proverbs 24:16 A few weeks ago, fear and frustration had me over a barrel. I indulged in one of my irritated hissy fits yet again trying to figure out “why.” Guess what? I didn’t like the answer. Part of my “why” stemmed from

It’s February. We’re four days in. When I was younger, time moved by slower than molasses in winter. The closer I get to forty—later this year—time seems to move faster than Superman on a mission to rescue Lois Lane. January flew by. As did the past two years. So much of me thought I’d be

It’s February—my favorite month of the year. What better time to work on those words of affirmation? Most of my readers know why I love Valentine’s Day. I probably would have gotten married on February 14 if the cost of flowers didn’t go up around that time so I got married on February 8th. If

Have you ever sat down and had a conversation with people who have been married for a long time and seem genuinely happy with themselves and one another. I have. Ironically, all of them are Christian or were raised in Christian households. This is not to say that non-Christians don’t have long, harmonious marriages—only a

When Jabir Danjuma met Damisi Odinga years ago, it wasn’t necessarily love at first sight. However, their attraction can’t be denied. Just as he begins to feel the forbidden emotion, Damisi breaks up with him and moves half way across the world. Now, Damisi has a request that only Jabir could fulfill. Their encounter sets

I write. Therefore, I research. But, my research and work always lead me back to one question: how do you want to be remembered? My computer’s browsing history would freak out a few people—like the police, my in-laws and certain friends. My search history has some of the following searches: How to dispose of a

Ervin is the typical young boy born as a bastard child that finds himself unwanted and unloved by those closest to him. Rejected at birth, his only hope at unconditional love was from his grandparents who take and raise him as their own. After a few years of pure happiness, Ervin’s estranged mother Molly decides

…someone else will. Have you ever heard that damning statement about the role of women in marriage? Doesn’t it make your skin crawl? It makes mine tingle with the voracity of the sickening feeling one gets upon daring to glance at a bucket of night crawlers or a nest of snakes. Disgusting, right? Too often